Authors note: Here's the chapter. R&R

Chapter 3: Preparing for an Expedition

Rancis' POV

I raced home to grab some supplies for my trip. I know what I need because I took a seminar on what we should do if the ghosts go ballistic. Now I'm glad I did. I needed a vacuum and a flashlight. It took me a while to find my vacuum, but I eventually found it. The flashlight was different. I ran to Candle's house to see if she had a flashlight. When I got to her house, I heard sobbing from her bedroom. I knocked on the door and she threw something at it. "Candle, it's me!" I yelled through the door.

"Leave me alone!" she screamed back. I realized why she was sad.

"Listen, I need a flashlight! I'm going to bring V and Gloyd back!" I yelled back. She quickly opened the door. Her eyes were puffy and red. I felt sorry for her. She was obviously suffering more than I was. She sighed deeply.

"Sorry, I don't have a flashlight. The only light I have is my candle," she said, which gave me an idea. I could bring her and the light from her candle will stun the ghosts for long enough so I could suck the ghosts into my vacuum.

"Candle, your brilliant!" I exclaimed.

"Really?" she asked me.

"Yeah, you can come with me and the light from your candle will stun the ghosts!" I yelped. She looked at me confused. I sighed and said, "Your candle make ghosts not move." She understood after that and agreed to go. "Great! We'll leave tomorrow!" I excitedly exclaimed. I wonder how V's doing?

Gloyd's POV

Vanellope finally started to stir. When her hazel eyes finally opened, she started to scream. I tried to calm her down but to no avail, and apparently our capturer heard it as well. "Stop your screaming!" he yelled and V stopped screaming hysterically. I tried to see who it was, but all I could see is an arm. "Thank you," he said and then left.

"Who was that?" Vanellope squeakily asked, her luminous eyes staring into mine.

"I don't know, Nilla," I sighed, using her nickname to calm her down a little. Her eyes started to well with tears and didn't stop until she started weeping in my chest. We have to get outta here. I can sense that what they were going to do was not going to be good.